Niggaz get the pistol poppin' And watch they body drop I'm a lethal threat, watch me hit your set Flash on, blast on them bitch-made niggaz wit' my mask on
Out on bail Wrath of 2pacalypse [echo] Forever ghetto Necessary picture food stamps Outlaw thug niggas Never left the boot camp [Verse 2: BuckShot
lye watching time fly, waiting for death Dear God I been feeling like I'm close to Jesus Paranoid with my pistols close, smoking trees Keep my eyes on
.. ballad of a dead soldier This is the ballad of a dead soldier This is the ballad of a dead soldier Come play the ballad of a dead soldier.. [2Pac]
life with pistols close at hand Kidnapped my homey's sister, cut her face up bad They even raped so we blazed they pad Automatic shots rang out, on every block They puttin hits out on
the storm My words to my first born, feel me .. My words to my first born .. My words to my first born [2Pac] Since my very first day on this earth
ride y'all, a long hard ride [2Pac] Somebody break me I'm dreamin, I started as a seed the semen Swimmin upstream, planted in the womb while screamin on
and makin ni**az watch they every step Label me a threat and I ain't even got started with this s**t yet Thug style baby, hands on my pistol, listen
on blunts and gettin drunk to keep from goin under Gettin lost in the madness, blunted gettin tipsy Got my pistol out the window screamin, "Lord come
the P (You must be goin' blind) [Verse One: 2Pac] give me my money in stacks and lace my bitches with 9 figures real niggas fingers on nickle
we die, no mercy on these playa hatin bitches, ask me why - when we ride! Thug nigga till we die, no mercy on these playa hatin bitches, ask me why
blasting at playa hating wantin' mo' with a Thug Passion [Verse Three: 2Pac] Putting down mashin' control by this Thug's Passion unlike them other bustas pistol
Eyez On Me} Motherfuckin O.G. Roll up in the club and shit (is that right?) {All Eyez On Me} {All Eyez On Me} But you know what? [2Pac] I bet
can fuck with me? Fully automatic type shit No more pain Coward ass niggaz, cowards Come put your mouth on this pistol nigga Come put your mouth on the pistol
: [Michel'le -- Chorus x2] (You can run tha streetz with your Thugs) i'll be waiting for you until you get through i'll be waiting) [Tupac]
X2 We Bomb first when we ride Please, reconsider 'fo you die We didn't even come to (hurt nobody)X1) X2 tonight But it's my life or your life And I
hustle You know [Chorus: 2Pac (repeat 2X)] We tradin war stories, we Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes [2Pac] Now
time we bump, deticaite slow jams on tha radio, know ya happy I can feel ya passion lookin out foe ya just like daddy, come on, sun shine turn to rain